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Chapter Sixty Four | AfterXGilbert

I had the shower on as hot as it could get as I washed off the filth of today. The dirt, the sweat, and...other things.

I couldn't let this happen again, my need to be distracted overwhelmed me and made me weak to desires which I've seldom felt.

I ran my fingers through my hair, rinsing out the soap but even standing directly under the showerhead didn't block out all the moans and pleasures screams from the room across the hall.

Francis, Phillip, Antonio, Lucille, and Michelle were losing their minds as they gave in to their most intimate, sensual desires and this desire was amplified by Lucille being in vampiric heat. A desire her creator, Francis, decided to fulfill himself. This effectively meant she could become pregnant, though there was always a chance for this to happen when Francis had sex, this time unnerved me because Lucille's body like every other female and male vampire's was designed to lure and procreate especially during heat.

Shower thoughts were sometimes funny, sometimes innocent, sometimes deep but for me, they were mostly anxious unless I was also reading or on my tablet.

I couldn't sit still in a tub with all the noise driving me and probably the entire neighborhood, insane.

I groaned and got out from the tub letting water stop dripping from my body before I snapped out of my daze and dried myself with a towel. One for my body, another for my hair.

I got dressed and flopped into my bed but even after taking my pills and lying awake for probably an hour, the five vampires were still erratic and I wasn't going to dare interrupt that or accidentally become part of it.

Taking my comfiest pillow with me I trudged to the one place I hoped to find some comfort.

Gilbert's room.

I looked around his room and my heart dropped. Why did I miss that adorable goofball so much?

I took my pillow and I threw it on his bed, I shut his door behind me and I shut the curtains to his window, I plugged in a nightlight and turned his fan on high, then I snuggled under his heavy gray comforter and fell asleep.

As I slept the five eventually wrapped up the chaos. Michelle passed out on the carotene flood of Francis bedroom. Francis covered her with a blanket and she rested her head on one of his throw pillows. Lucille was under the covers on his bed resting peacefully. Phillip was barely awake and Francis helped him into a recliner. Antonio sleepily watched Francis checking on everyone from the side of the bed, leaned against the wall.

"Francis?" He whispered, catching his attention.

"Hm?"

"We should check on ___," he suggested and Francis nodded.

Francis helped Antonio up and they both threw on bathrobes, tying the front to make sure they didn't expose themselves to me had I been awake.

They were alarmed to not find me in my room or the bathroom and the knot in their stomachs immediately vanished when Antonio opened Gilbert's bedroom door and saw my cuddled and matched onto one of his pillows, under his covers, sleeping soundly in the room as if it were my own.

Antonio put a hand over his heart and smiled sadly.

Francis grabbed his phone from downstairs, careful not to make a sound and took a picture of me. Creepy? Maybe, but his heart was in the right place.

He sent the picture to Gilbert.

Francis: She misses you, you need to come back this is just cruel

Gilbert didn't respond.

Francis hadn't expected him too but it only made him sadder when his hunch was confirmed.

Francis patted Antonio's shoulder and the two headed downstairs to sleep on the couches, they pushed them closer together and held hands as they both fell asleep, wishing Gilbert would come home.